Chapter 73: A Heaven-Blessed Prodigy
"Careful!" Oen Shinae's warning voice cut through the mire's gloom.
Although the Ice Pith Fire was seriously weakened, and extremely drained under her hunt, and although now the primal fire core lying in her palm tamed, Oen Shinae was a powerful Mid-Phase Foundation Stage cultivator. However, even a dim frail flicker of the primal core of this Dao Flame should not be underestimated for a cultivator newbie in the mere Qi Refinement Stage.
And it did—Lordi Payne just barely touch the Ice Pith Fire, and even with the suppression of the cage spell, the Dao Flame snarled awake—a violent, blazing roar erupting from its core despite its drained state.
Then Lordi Payne parted his lips and sucked in a deep, reckless breath. The wild blaze fractured—splitting into seven writhing strands of blue fire, each twisting like a vengeful serpent loosed from the abyss. They lashed out, snaking with eerie precision into his seven orifices—eyes, ears, nostrils, mouth—burrowing into him like spectral worms blood thirsty a still-living host.
Saw this, Oen Shinae's words died mid-throat, her face hardening to a gravestone's chill.
She recognized this—the first step of the Pyro Fusion Art—and the deadliest step most with the highest failure rate.
An innate primal Dao Flame, birthed from heaven's breath and earth's chill, loathed captivity. Though it had not yet developed any spiritual intelligence, its instincts seethed with raw defiance, resisting any cultivator's claim.
The physical body constitution of a Qi Refinement Stage cultivator couldn't withstand the mighty blaze of a bloom of eighth-tier Dao Flame.
Therefore, if any falter or slip while in the process of absorbing a bloom of Dao Flame with circulating Pyro Fusion Art in the body, the Dao Flame will backlash fiercely, which may cause serious injuries or crippled for the best, burnt to ash on the spot for the worst.
Because of the great danger, most sane cultivators started small, practicing with mortal fire first. After all, the mortal fire was no longer a threat to cultivators who had stepped on the path towards Great Dao. Only after countless practices, with the Pyro Fusion Art's circulation flow etched into muscle and soul, would they dare face a true Dao Flame.
However, this Lordi Payne? This reckless fool had only heard the mantra of Pyro Fusion Art for merely one time a short minutes ago. And he wanted to plunge headfirst into fusing a Dao Flame now? And his target Flame was even the top quality, most fierce among all the eighth-tier Dao Flame.